Fuck buddies ( Harry Styles )

|| Have a Chat ||

the next morning

"I'd say lets do this again but I'm going to LA so.... thanks for the night." I say walking out of the door

"You better use that phone of yours. I know some people in LA so, we can do this again." He says leaning against the door frame

"You know I just might take you up on that." I say smirking at him as I walk to my jeep

I get in and pull out of his driveway. I get on the road and head home.

I need to get packing.

30 minutes later

I pull into the driveway and park. I climb out and head inside. I open the front door and immediately smell food from the kitchen.

"Holy shit something smells good." I say as I shut the door

"Welcome home, I'm glad to see you made it to breakfast." My mom says peering her head around the corner

"Uh.. morning." I say stopping to take my shoes off

"Get showered and change then come back down. We're going to eat breakfast together and have a chat." She says and I stop

"Mom that sounds suspicious. Have a chat." I tell her

"We're going to have breakfast as a family okay? Now hurry up you stink." She says walking off

What the fuck? No I don't.

I finish taking my shoes off before quickly getting a whiff of myself.

Okay maybe I do.

I run up the stairs and into my room. Once I get in, I head straight for the bathroom. I turn the shower on and take off my clothes from the previous night.

I look at my naked body in the mirror. Hickeys, scratch marks and dry blood cover just about every inch of my body.

Let's just say it was a very interesting night.

I step into the shower and immediately take a step back as the hot water touches the sore parts of my body.

"Ah FUCK!"

I turn the water down slightly before stepping back under it. As the warm water touches every inch of my body, I feel myself relaxing under it as it starts to loosen my muscles. I stand under for a few minutes before washing both my body and hair. After about 30 minutes, I finally turn the water off and step out.

I walk inside my room and quickly dry off before putting on lotion. I throw on a pair of underwear before getting in grey sweats and an oversized hoodie. I wrap a towel around my hair, grab my phone, and head downstairs.

As I reach the dining room, I sit at the table across from Caleb, who's resting his head.

"Wake up." I say hitting the top of his head

"Ow I am up dumbass." He says grabbing my wrist

"Let go of my wrist asshat." I say trying to pull my wrist out of his grip

"Asshat? What are you five?" He ask laughing while letting go of my wrist

"Language both of you." Mom says as she walks over to us placing down the large plate of pancakes

"We have bad mouths because of dad, so you should be having a talk with him." Caleb says

"What comes out of my mouth is no one else's concern. Fuckers should just mind their damn business." Dad says coming around the corner with a plate of eggs and bacon